Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
“Jules,” I grit out. I’m going to unload on her, and we haven't even started.
“What?” I didn’t think her eyes could get wider, but they do.
“Have you ever touched a cock before?”
She shakes her head no adamantly. “Am I already doing it wrong?” Innocence drips from every word out of her mouth. I’ve never really understood the whole appeal of virgins. I’ve always wondered why the hell it would matter. In fact, before Jules, I think a woman telling me she was a virgin would have scared me off. Who wants that kind of responsibility? As with everything, I quickly learn it’s far different when it comes to her.
“You touching my cock is already doing it right. Nothing you do is going to be wrong, Jules. I could stare at you and jack off and still die a happy man.”
“That’s kind of sweet.” A small giggle pops from her. “I mean, I’m glad you didn't put it in our wedding vows but—”
I burst into laughter. Once again, she’s catching me off guard. She moves her hand back and forth, and my laughter dies out. I place my hand that isn’t filled with her tit on the wall beside her head to brace myself. My knees are not feeling so strong.
I toy with her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. “You feel so damn good.” I lean down, kissing down her jaw to her neck and loving the sounds she makes as I do it.
“Tell me how to do it better. I want to know.”
“Why?” I release her tit to slip my hand back down her body.
“I think a wife should know how to please her husband.” Thank fuck I braced myself. That sure as hell would have gotten me. I’m half pissed, and the other half of me is happy my face is in her neck so she can’t see my expression and that I can’t see her. I don’t know if she’s teasing or not. I’m not sure I want to know, and I sure don’t want her to see the possessive look I have on my face right now.
“Harder, baby. Wrap your hand tighter. You’re not going to hurt me,” I encourage her. She follows my commands too well. My hand slides between her thighs. The water might be running down her body, but I feel her wetness when I get there. It’s thicker and more slick.
Even with how wet she is, I play with her hard little clit to get her going more. When she starts to rock against me, I know I’m good. I slide my finger down her folds, pushing one inside. Her pussy flutters around it.
“You're so tight. You’ve never put toys in here?” She shakes her head no, tilting her head back to rest on the wall. “Anything?” I shouldn’t ask that, but I find I can be a bastard when it comes to her.
“Nothing.” Fuck me. Not even a damn tampon. I’m going to be the only thing that’s ever been inside this body of hers.
I grind the palm of my hand against her clit as I move my finger in and out of her. I have no fucking clue how I haven’t unloaded already, but I’m not going to until she’s there.
“Vinny,” she moans. Her hand motions start to get jerky, losing her rhythm. “I can’t think.” Her head shakes back and forth. I know she’s trying to tell me she can’t pay attention to jacking me off like she wants to when I’m doing this to her body.
“Good, I want to see you come. I’ll be right behind you,” I tell her as I push the palm of my hand into her a touch harder and hook my finger inside of her.
Her whole body jerks against mine, and her pussy begins to flutter around my fingers as she comes for me. She cries out my name. I ride out her pleasure. I drop my hand from the wall to brace her so she doesn't fall. Her hand stays wrapped around my cock the whole time.
Slipping my finger out of her, I bring it to my mouth and suck it clean. She watches me, her hand still moving between us. I’m barely hanging on. I wrap my hand around hers over my cock and step more into her. The head of my cock presses into her stomach as I take over the strokes, my hand on top of hers.
“Tell me to come on you. That you want it. That you can’t go another second without having my mark on you.”
“Yes!” she practically screams.
I let go. My cum starts to shoot out against her lower stomach. The bastard that I am, I bend my knees and slide the head of my cock down to her clit, rubbing against it. I keep coming there too, marking her as mine.